Sunday squirrely

Things are still crazy out there, so let’s go for something nutty to take our minds of it.

Yep, nutty. I’m goin’ there.

But keep your hands off these nuts. They’re Doug’s.
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Why is this squirrel a better dancer than me?
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All right, how many dancing squirrels can there possibly be?
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I don’t do hats. I don’t have a hat head. But he can get away with it.
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I’d warn you not to mess with the Parkland kids, Devil Skwerl.
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And if you don’t mind, could you spare some pecans … and peanuts … and whatever other nuts you have … thanks!
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Seems like a good place to stop.
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25 thoughts on “Sunday squirrely

  1. My great-uncle Reagan Mitchell was a farmer in eastern Kansas who was a practical joker. Sometime during the 1930’s, he tried to serve dead possum to some guests and pass it off as squirrel.

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  2. I try not to dance in public because I really don’t want anyone watching me to die laughing long after they have lost their sanity watching my pitiful and pathetic attempts to dance. If you don’t believe me, just ask my ex-wife. She will tell you I cannot dance.

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  3. Speaking from experience, squirrel tastes like squirrel instead of chicken. I went squirrel hunting with two friends when I was thirteen and we were successful. We brought enough dead squirrels back to their house so their mother was able to make squirrel stew for us.

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  4. I think sanity is over-rated. If you don’t believe that, I recommend that you watch a French movie from 1966 titled “King Of Hearts”. It will make you think about what is really sane and/or what is insane.

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